Years ago in Ireland, there was a priest who was
very anti-British. Every Sunday he would blast them from the pulpit. He became so
notorious that the pope himself summoned the priest to Rome for an audience.

"Father," said the pope, "I want
that there should be peace between the British and the Irish. You're not helping matters
at all. I want you to kiss my ring and swear by the Blessed Virgin that you'll never so
much as mention the British in public again."

"But your grace, I - I - " the priest
stammered.

"No buts," said the pope. "Swear it
here and now or I'm going to excommunicate you!"

"Aye, Holy Father," sighed the father.
"All right. I swear it."

The very next Sunday just happened to be Easter.
And the father was back at his pulpit in Ireland giving his annual Easter sermon.

He got to the part of the Easter story where Jesus
said, "And one of you shall betray me."

The father continues: "Saint Andrew jumps up
and says, 'Is it I Lord?' and the Lord says, 'Nay, Andy darlin, it's not you. Sit down now
and dunna worry. Eat your supper.'

Then Saint John the Divine gets up with tears in
his eyes and cries, 'Is it I Lord?'